After going down the mountain, the full-level boss made his fortune by fortune-telling

Chapter 117 Blood Rakshasa!

"It was given to my father by others, and my father gave it to me. I am curious about what is painted on it. Can the Taoist priest explain it?"

"This is the Three Fires Flying Thunder Talisman. Look at the three clusters of fire on the top, which come from Sanqing respectively. Therefore, this Talisman is infinitely powerful. It can be used to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts. There are very few people in the world who can draw this Talisman. It is not easy to find Sanqing to borrow strength."

Mu Mu nodded.

Similar to what Wei Wei said, it seems that he is indeed a Taoist leader with real skills.

"Then can you borrow a day from the Taoist priest to tell me about the Taoist scriptures, I am very interested in these."

Qinglian nodded.

"Of course it's possible. You have clear eyebrows and good eyes, and you are also a person who has a predestined relationship with the Tao. But if you come to me, don't you need to ask other questions?"

But everything is to answer questions. After all, after spending so much money, there must be very urgent things that need to be resolved.

But Mu Mu only asked about a talisman, and it was a talisman that she couldn't use at all.

"I don't have anything to ask, I just want to hear the Taoist priest explain the scriptures. I will come back in three days, please trouble the Taoist priest."

After coming out, Mu Mu saw that Li Xuanwei was not outside, and after making a phone call, he found out that he was already in another hall three miles away.

"When you meet the patriarch of Taoism, as a junior, you have to meet them one by one."

"Then who is the strongest here?"

In front of you are the statues of the four gods, Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku and Xuanwu, each majestic and majestic.

"The four spirit gods are in charge of the four directions of east, west, north and south, guarding the safety of one side, regardless of who is strong or weak."

"In my opinion you are the best."

Mu Mu's blind trust in Li Xuanwei has reached a perverted level.

Li Xuanwei was really too lazy to explain this to her, so he could only tell her to shut up and keep quiet.

After dealing with Mu Mu's affairs, Li Xuanwei returned to school and started to prepare.

She couldn't guarantee that everything she had done before would stop the evil spirits from turning into evil spirits. After all, she had only heard from her master. At that time, she was still young, and let alone that she didn't remember everything, Li Xuanwei wasn't even sure if she heard it right.

Master would talk nonsense after drinking.

The old man has real skills, but he also likes to brag. He often talks about how he was when he drank.

The way he said to deal with it was also said after he was drunk.

She didn't tell He Jing about this.

He Jing's nerves are tense now, which is completely different from her previous high-cold demeanor.

Li Xuanwei saw the black air around her eyebrows, it was an ominous sign, indicating that she was in danger recently.

As the first seven days got closer, He Jing's complexion became worse and worse.

On the seventh day, she climbed directly onto Li Xuanwei's bed.

"Is she back?"

"No, she died in the afternoon and usually returns at night."

"Then what if there is no night? Will she not come back?"

Li Xuan shook his head slightly.

"She will definitely come. The difference is whether it is an ordinary innocent soul or a ghost rakshasa."

In the afternoon, He Jing saw Li Xuanwei packing her blue cloth bag.

This usually means that she is going out.

"Where are you going?"

Li Xuan glanced at her slightly, lowered his eyes and continued to pack his things.

"Go to the hotel."

"Do you still want to go?"

"Well, I want to see the situation around the hotel."

For some reason, Li Xuanwei always felt that his heart was flustered.

She couldn't count her own destiny, so God gave her a way to survive, that is, as long as something unfavorable to her was about to happen, she would feel bored, flustered and irritable.

This feeling is stronger than ever.

So Li Xuanwei planned to go to the hotel to confirm the situation again, she always felt that she had missed something.

He Jing heard the words and began to change clothes and shoes.

"I'll go with you."

Anyway, she doesn't want to stay here alone.

"Of course you want to stay with me. We don't stay in the dormitory at night. You and I go somewhere."

He Jing stayed in the dormitory, and the whole dormitory building was not safe.

So they have to get out of here, as far away as possible.

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There were a few more men in black clothes at the entrance of the hotel. They were all tall and strong, and they looked like bodyguards.

At this time, a car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and the hotel manager who had met once ran over to open the door for the people in the back seat.

Before he had time to see the face of the person who got off the bus, Li Xuanwei was attracted by the wall of the hotel.

She took a closer look, walked around the entire hotel, and finally stood at the base of the wall behind the mountain, reached out and touched the wall, frowning.

He Jing looked carefully and saw that Li Xuanwei's fingertips were wet.

"Where did the water come from on the wall? It hasn't rained recently."

Li Xuanwei squatted down again, grabbed a handful of soil at the base of the wall, rubbed it, and then brought it up to his nose to smell it.

"what!"

He Jing on the side exclaimed in a low voice, and Li Xuanwei stood up and looked over. It turned out that beside the public garbage truck not far away, there were dead mice and cockroaches all over the place.

He Jing stomped her feet in disgust.

"Why is the sanitation of such a big hotel so poor!"

Li Xuanwei's face darkened slightly.

"It's more serious than I thought."

"What's wrong? What do you see?"

"Where Ghost Rakshasa went will not cause such a big change, but judging from the water seepage outside the hotel wall, the surrounding dust is smelly and wet, and the large-scale death of rats and cockroaches, it is not Ghost Rakshasa who will return to his soul tonight. , but Blood Rakshasa."

He Jing looked bewildered.

"What is a Blood Rakshasa?"

"It's more powerful than Ghost Rakshasa, a ghost Rakshasa who has already sucked blood."

"Ah? She hasn't changed yet, why is she sucking blood?"

Li Xuan shook his head slightly, and asked her in a serious tone.

"Are you really sure when she died?"

"After one o'clock in the afternoon, I called her in the afternoon."

"wrong."

Li Xuanwei raised his head and looked at the black cloud that had already enveloped the hotel, and there was a faint red light. Unlike other places where the sun was shining brightly, this place has gradually become gloomy.

"She died earlier, she should have died the night before."

"How come! I really called her! I really saw her too!"

Li Xuanwei knew that she would not lie, after all, this kind of thing was related to her life.

"Then there is only one possibility. The person who answered your call was not a human being, but her ghost."

"Ghost...ghost...no, didn't you say that a person can transform into a soul seven days after death?"

Li Xuan frowned slightly.

"People can temporarily shed their shell within seven hours after death, and it's understandable for you not to know."

"Then you mean..."

"Well, last night was her first seven nights."

He Jing almost fainted.

She leaned against the wall, her voice trembling.

"Then why didn't she come to see me?"

"Revenge has a priority. She will go to those who violated her that night first, and obviously someone has been killed. Ghost Raksha tasted the blood, and the ghost became more cruel and terrifying."

(End of this chapter)